Sleep Tight
There's this eerie feeling
A bubbling substance in my stomache
Do you hear me?!
nervousness starts to soak in
on the low-key
i am hoping
when i go to sleep
and wake up
some paper
in my mailbox
pops told me to get a real job
well go to HELL pops!
Nah i would never say that
Me and pops been cool since wayyy back and
we'll stay that
critics stay back
Anyways im finished playing
top dog no middle man
I roam when nights cold
while you sleep tight
at home
while you counting four sheep
im getting my flow sweet
by the time you get up
my flow tight no hic- ups
its so cold no flip-cups
i cut up no scissors lets get it

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I had to smile and nod at your skillfulness.
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ahah riight! thanx
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I like this poem.
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